One Mean Ghost
Your Ghost Host from the West Coast
Dante and Renamon both looked up at the Royal Knight, keeping silent out of respect before that silence was broken by Cora. Renamon's ears lay flat on her head as she glared at them. Were they really so foolish that they'd try and do all of that on their own. She was just about to give them a piece of her mind when Dante's good arm touched Cora's shoulder.
"Now's not the time for that. If the Shamanmon are anything like Goblinmon, there are going to be too many of them for you to handle on your own... No matter how skilled you think you are, they have numbers on you, and you always have a blind spot." Dante remarked calmly, with an air to his voice that said he spoke from experience as he touched the back of her head lightly to make a point as to the blind spot.. Renamon sighed, crossing her arms over her chest. She wouldn't have been nearly so nice about it. Frankly, she still wanted to say something, but she knew Dante wasn't done..
"Besides... there's more at work here than I think you realize.. The Goblimon that attacked us were united under a Targetmon... Something nasty is at work here, and it really wants to target us. Not long after we fended off the Goblimon, we were attacked by a Gizmon. Call me crazy, but I don't think it's a coincidence. Something really doesn't want us here. Staying here alone would be a death wish. I'm sure your heart is in the right place, but for now, all of us need to stick together until we know what the hell is going on for sure." Dante squeezed her shoulder just a little before releasing it.
"I know, looking at me now, I don't look like much, what with this snapped arm. But keep this in mind, I fought five Goblimon at once, unarmed, and this is the worst I got of it. And that was from blocking one of those clubs" He managed a bit of a smile as he tried to lighten the mood just a bit. It was rather impressive. After all, she at least had a bokken to use. At the time, he had nothing but his hands and feet. "Just trust me on this... Taking on one Digimon with both of you is one thing. But if the Shamanmon have a leader coordinating them like the Goblimon did, they will overwhelm you..." He warned her his gaze actually meeting hers now.
Renamon nodded, looking to Vision. "He's not joking. Vision, in your condition, you two would be overwhelmed, regardless of how skilled your Tamer is in a fight. Not to mention if there's another Gizmon around..." she shook her head. There was no way the two would be able to handle that. It took two champions, plus more to take the last one down, and in Vision's condition, he was pretty much at the rookie level.
The two started walking, not exactly intent on setting off the Mega level Royal Knight, with Dante at least looking back at Cora to make sure she followed.